The east is not bright, the west is bright.

After confirming that the Central Plains martial arts were not easy to mess with, the top leaders of the Eastern Chaga-Taiwan Khanate unanimously decided to turn around and grab the west.

While it’s still early, it’s time to speed up. Although the countries in the west are a little poor, they win because they’re easy to bully!

The rich people of the Ming Dynasty knew it, but the problem was that they could not get it at all. The territory they occupied now is all remote areas.

Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you can't rob the cost of sending troops. If you continue to waste here, there will be no meaning except for only increasing casualties.

The East Chagatai Khanate wanted to leave, which does not mean that the people in the martial arts world were willing to let them go. After such a big battle, how could they have the nerve to go back and brag if they didn’t take a few heads?

Although there are so many troubles these days, the real attacks are all masters of various sects. Ordinary martial arts people don’t have the courage to attack the military camp directly.

The frontal attack is not enough, and it is the strength of these people. The grassland coalition that had just stepped back had no idea how many people were waiting for them.

When he met Feng Qingyang covered in blood, Li Mu couldn't help but tease: "Uncle Feng, does this outfit now have inconsistent with your senior master's identity?"

He glared at Li Mu, who was still handsome, Feng Qingyang, who was full of evil spirits, frowned and complained, "Boy, don't talk sarcastic words here."

If you didn’t say that killing these dogs and Tartars could get the opportunity to break through the innate world, would I have to work so hard?"

No matter how much I complain, Li Mu could clearly feel that Feng Qingyang was in a good mood at this moment. Obviously, the killings over the past few days have gained benefits.

For warriors in the extreme realm, any slight progress is something worth celebrating.

When you see a leaf, you will know autumn and the wind will be clear, let alone other people in the martial arts world.

No wonder the army of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate retreated now, and the major sects still chased each other, and no one was clamoring to go home.

All of them are caused by interests. In order to make their cultivation go further, everyone does not mind using the Hu army in front of them as a stepping stone.

"Uncle Feng's words are wrong! My nephew just reminded you of the opportunity, and this murder was caused by you."

This must not be taken, otherwise Li Dazhen would become a butcher in the world. If it is spread, wouldn’t it ruin his majestic image?

After looking at Li Mu with a high spirit, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but sigh: "It's better to be born! You kid have killed more people than me, but you can't see any impact.

I really don’t know how you practiced. You have reached the innate realm, but you are still making great progress all the way.”

Li Mu has encountered this scene countless times before him. There is nothing that can't be envious of any warrior.

"Don't worry, no matter how hard you work, you will probably be able to get the chance if you slaughter tens of thousands of cavalry again."

Hearing this number, Feng Qingyang's face suddenly turned awkward.

These days, I have been looking for opportunities to attack the enemy. Even my clothes were dirty and I didn’t have time to pay attention to them. I just killed more than a thousand people.

In addition to Li Mu's pervert, Feng Qingyang's record is already the best in the Central Plains martial arts world.

Tens of thousands of cavalrymen, even if they stand there and ask them to kill, they will be numb to their scalp.

The most important thing is how much is this "ten thousand"?

If it is more than 10,000 yuan, Feng Qingyang can find a way to get it together. If it really doesn't work, he can also use the power of the Huashan Sect to create opportunities for him.

If this "ten thousand" is more than ninety thousand, it would be completely over. I'm afraid that he may not be able to make up for this opportunity in his lifetime.

When it comes to his own cultivation and failing to maintain his image, Feng Qingyang immediately asked, "Mr. Nephew, how many tens of thousands are you talking about?"

Looking at the sky, Li Mu slowly said: "Uncle Master, you can work hard on such things, why should you stick to this specific number?

Under the way of heaven, every pecking and drinking has its own destiny.

The same killing brings different weights. For example, the impact of slaughtering a Khan is no less than that of tens of thousands of cavalry.

Uncle Master has been staring at the soldiers and killing him. How can he catch up with the big shots and be more efficient?”

Killing a Khan is nothing but a big deal. The key is that the chaos in the grassland that will be caused after the Khan's death can cause larger-scale killings.

Originally, Li Mu wanted to go to his own business, but unfortunately his family was not lucky enough to find Muhammad's tent. He killed several powerful people in the grassland, and basically all made up the goods.

If you can't find it yourself, you can only let the person who is capable of finding it. Theoretically, Linghu Chong, as the protagonist, is invincible.

However, he didn't know where the guy went, so Li Mu had to let Feng Qingyang try it. For the sake of his past friendship, he would not steal the head this time.

To be precise, Li Mu no longer took action since the withdrawal of troops from the Eastern Chagatai Khanate.

The innate master naturally needs to have the demeanor of a master. He ignored his identity and took action to bully the small, and it can also be said to defend his country and protect the Yanhuang system.

Now that people have run away, they will chase after them, which is a bit too much.

What's more, Li Mu didn't bother to compete with his younger brothers for the sake of the killing. The value of promoting this robbery was much higher than that of killing a few soldiers.

With his current cultivation level, even if he kills all this cavalry, he will not be able to go further.

Seeing that the overall situation was settled, Li Mu simply became a spectator and waited for the people in the martial arts world to perform.

Watching in person is much more exciting than martial arts blockbusters. Now Li Dazhen has transformed into a drama-watching party, constantly wandering on the battlefield, watching the battle between the people in the martial arts world and the grassland cavalry.

In order to kill the enemy to the greatest extent, the people in the martial arts world are also full of moral integrity. They directly attack and ambush. They are all direct players, and high-end players are all technical.

Li Mu saw with his own eyes that a guy nicknamed Thousand Face Fox sneaked into the camp, waiting for an opportunity to replace the leader of a tribe, and led two thousand grassland cavalry to attack another tribe.

When the people from the Wangting came to stop him, there were already thousands of corpses on the ground. In order to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, the people from the Wangting killed the leading power of both sides.

In terms of killing efficiency, these technical guys are the real kings.

In other words, the time is too short. If this guy is managed for a period of time, it may be a scene of a fierce battle between tens of thousands of people.

In Li Mu's opinion, such high-end talents are really a waste to be involved in the world.

If it is thrown on the grassland and given some support, keeping it so that the grassland is in peace, a person's role can surpass a hundred thousand troops.

Killing is not only killing but also killing.

The blood stained the vast Loess Plateau red, and relied on the nourishment of the flesh and blood of the grassland cavalry, adding a lot of fertile soil.

The bloody battle lasted for more than a month. The awesome Dongchagatai Khanate tribal coalition forces were forced to withdraw from the Ming Dynasty in shame.

Back to the familiar prairie, looking at the sparse soldiers around me, Muhammad couldn't help but cry from the sweat.

A voice in his mind told him-it's all over!

The army of more than 100,000 people on the expedition actually collapsed under the continuous attacks of a group of martial arts people. Muhammad, who dominated Central Asia, could only run away with a small number of confidants.

In fact, the comparison of troops between the two sides is not huge. More than 100,000 grassland cavalry faced nearly 20,000 martial arts people, less than 10 to 1.

Considering the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers, the ten grassland cavalry are really not opponents of a master. From this perspective, defeat is actually not so difficult to accept.

Unfortunately, it doesn’t mean that everyone can accept it. A Khan who led everyone to die is destined to be unable to gain support from various tribes.

In the prairie that adheres to the law of the jungle, failure is the greatest original sin. A great Khan who has suffered a defeat is destined to be despised.

Before Muhammad could think of a solution, an old man in his fifties and sixties stopped in front of the team.

Then there was a rain of arrows, which suddenly came to everyone from both sides.

The sword in the old man's hand also left his body, but while waving the sword, a package filled with lime flew towards everyone.

Under the lime powder in the sky, the old man's sword started a journey of harvesting people's heads, and the Huashan disciples who were ambushing on both sides also took the opportunity to kill them.

If this scene is seen by people in the world, they will definitely be shocked to close their chin.

The arrogant swordsman not only learned to lead people to siege, but also used despicable means such as lime powder.

However, on the battlefield, countless people in the world have been playing with similar methods.

Even if there is no lime powder, everyone will replace it with other things. No one is much more loyal than anyone else. In order to further their cultivation, integrity is nothing at all.

Feng Qingyang is no exception.

In order to ensure that everything is foolproof, after finding Muhammad, Feng Qingyang did not rush to take action. Instead, he gathered a group of Huashan disciples and laid traps on the way they could return.

Facts have proved that it is still necessary to set up traps and ambushing. Muhammad Khan was indeed protected by experts. Shortly after Feng Qingyang took action, he was stopped by several grassland lamas.

If it weren't for the advantage of the sudden attack and killing a master first, Feng Qingyang wouldn't have been able to take down these guys.

Using the self-created Qingfeng sword technique, the wind is as erratic as the breeze, and it is everywhere.

If anyone in the martial arts world saw this scene, he would be shocked. The current swordsman not only has excellent sword skills, but also has a much faster speed than he did back then.

I don’t know if it was because of Dongfang Bubai’s excitement, but Feng Qingyang’s speed has increased. The few unlucky lamas in front of me are witnesses of the achievements of the Sword Saint’s years of hard work.

The price of witness is his own life. The soldiers around him want to come up to help, but the disciples around Huashan are not vegetarians.

In order to break out, Muhammad Khan even took action himself. Unfortunately, he was used to being pampered and superior. Even if he had a good martial arts cultivation, he could only exert seven or eight points.

Facing a group of Huashan disciples, it would be good to be able to protect themselves. If you want to make a bloody path, you are simply dreaming.

At this moment, a flute sound suddenly came from a distance, full of sadness of parting and seeing off, as if to send off the knight Muhammad.

Looking along the direction of the flute, a man in white was sitting on the horse's back and playing music leisurely.

Seeing this scene, the Huashan Sect members were very angry, but Muhammad, who was besieged, burst into cold sweats, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in his life.

The four words "White-clothed Killing God" are like branding, deeply engraving fear in their hearts.

In the past days, no matter who faced this "white-clad killing god", there would be no one who could leave alive.

Even if there are thousands of troops, they will not play any role in the face of such perverts.

This is no longer what ordinary martial arts masters claim to be "the enemy of the country in a short distance", but the true sense of "the enemy of the country is the enemy of the country".

From beginning to end, Li Mu did not take action personally, just watched this killing full of historical significance.
To be continued...